Sanemi Shinazugawa's eyes widened as he watched Mr. Allen lightly wave his hand, producing a wind blade whose sharpness was no less than that of his nichirin blade, and even surpassed it. He subconsciously touched his own blade, suddenly feeling it was somewhat redundant.
Sanemi Shinazugawa stood rooted to the spot, his expression gradually shifting from shock to fanaticism. He suddenly grabbed Mr. Allen's shoulder: "Mr. Allen! Please, you must teach me this technique!"
Mr. Allen gently pushed his hand away: "This isn't a matter of technique; it's a difference in physical aptitude."
He pointed to Sanemi Shinazugawa's nichirin blade, "Your blade is good, but your body isn't strong enough yet."
Sanemi Shinazugawa looked down at his calloused hands, suddenly understanding something. He took a deep breath: "I understand. I will train twice as hard!"
Sanemi Shinazugawa bowed respectfully, then turned and left the training ground. He was eager to find a quiet place to continue practicing this new discovery.
Mr. Allen watched Sanemi Shinazugawa leave, a slight smile playing on his lips. The process of teaching others gave him a strange sense of satisfaction. Perhaps this was how Teacher Bang felt when he taught him.
As the sun set, Mr. Allen was the only one left on the training ground. He stood quietly, feeling the gentle breeze caress his cheek. He had already mastered the essence of Wind Breathing, and next up was Flame Breathing.
"Tomorrow will be even more interesting," Mr. Allen murmured to himself, turning and walking towards his residence.
Meanwhile, in another part of the Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters, Kyojuro Rengoku was sitting in the courtyard, wiping his nichirin blade. He had heard that Mr. Allen had learned Wind Breathing today, and it had only taken him one morning.
"How exciting!" Kyojuro laughed heartily.
"Tomorrow, it will be my turn to teach Mr. Allen Flame Breathing!" His voice was loud and strong, echoing through the quiet courtyard.
Kyojuro was ready to fully dedicate himself to teaching this exceptionally talented student.
The night breeze gently stirred Kyojuro's fiery red hair. He looked up at the starry sky, his eyes shining with resolute light.
"Muzan, your end is near."
...The next morning, as dawn was just breaking, loud shouts could already be heard from the training ground.
"Mr. Allen! Good morning!" Kyojuro Rengoku stood in the center of the field, full of vigor, his flame-like hair particularly striking in the morning light. Behind him were the other eight Pillars.
Everyone had heard that Mr. Allen had mastered Wind Breathing in just one morning, so they had come specifically to see if this mysterious and powerful young man truly possessed such terrifying talent.
Mr. Allen looked at the energetic Kyojuro Rengoku before him, a slight smile on his lips: "Kyojuro, it seems you are ready."
"Of course!" Kyojuro Rengoku responded loudly, his voice so resonant that the surrounding leaves trembled slightly.
"Flame Breathing is the strongest breathing technique for me! I will definitely teach it to you completely!"
The other Pillars stood nearby, their faces filled with anticipation and curiosity. Shinobu Kocho covered her mouth with her sleeve and chuckled: "Oh my, I wonder how long it will take Mr. Allen to learn Flame Breathing?"
"I bet one morning," Uzui Tengen said, stroking his chin.
"I bet two hours," Mitsuri Kanroji interjected, her face flushed.
Sanemi Shinazugawa snorted coldly: "You underestimate him too much. He completely mastered Wind Breathing in less than an hour."
Everyone looked surprised at his words. Giyu Tomioka stood silently to the side, watching Mr. Allen with a complex expression.
Kyojuro Rengoku drew his nichirin blade, the blade glinting with an orange-red light in the morning sun. He took a deep breath, gripping his nichirin blade with both hands: "Flame Breathing emphasizes explosive power and passion! Watch closely!"
His nichirin blade instantly ignited with scorching flames, and he himself shone like a burning torch.
"Flame Breathing, First Form: Unknowing Fire!"
Kyojuro's figure transformed into a flash of fire, his nichirin blade, trailing scorching flames, sliced through the air and rushed with astonishing speed towards a wooden stake at the other end of the training ground. The ground of the training ground was scorched black by the high temperature.
Where the blade passed, the wooden stake was neatly split in two, with black smoke still rising from the cut. The surrounding temperature suddenly rose, and even the air was distorted by the heat.
"Amazing!" Mitsuri Kanroji couldn't help but exclaim, cupping her hands over her cheeks, her eyes sparkling with admiration.
The other Pillars also nodded, Kyojuro's Flame Breathing was indeed incredibly powerful.
Mr. Allen observed every detail of Kyojuro's movements, from his breathing rhythm to his muscle exertion.
"So that's how it is," he murmured softly.
Kyojuro sheathed his blade, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead: "This is the basic form of Flame Breathing! Its essence lies in—"
"Transforming breath into flame-like explosive power," Mr. Allen suddenly interrupted him.
"By increasing body temperature and heart rate, the oxygen in the blood burns more completely."
Kyojuro paused for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter: "Hahaha! As expected of Mr. Allen! You are absolutely correct!"
Mr. Allen smiled slightly, raising his right hand, palm upward. As he breathed, the surrounding temperature gradually began to rise, and the air distorted due to the heat.
"Flame Breathing, First Form: Unknowing Fire."
His palm suddenly ignited with scorching flames, and he himself shone like a burning torch.
Mr. Allen's figure transformed into a flash of fire, his palm, trailing thick white mist and blazing flames, sliced through the air, drawing a dazzling red line through it, and rushed with astonishing speed towards a wooden stake at the other end of the training ground.
"Boom!"
The wooden stake was instantly shattered into pieces, and the high-temperature airflow generated caused the wood chips to ignite, creating even more thorough destruction than Kyojuro had caused just moments before.
"How, how flamboyant!" Uzui Tengen's eyes widened, his flamboyant headpiece askew.
Shinobu Kocho's smile froze on her face: "He learned it after just one look, and with even greater power?"
Sanemi Shinazugawa stood with his arms crossed, his expression outwardly one of 'I knew this would happen', but the shock in his eyes was still hard to conceal: "I told you, this guy is a monster."
Mitsuri Kanroji cupped her hands over her cheeks, her face flushed: "He's amazing! Mr. Allen is truly amazing!"
"!!!" Obanai Iguro's eyes widened, and the white snake coiled around his neck squirmed restlessly.
Kyojuro's eyes sparkled with excitement: "That's incredible! Mr. Allen! You were practically born for Flame Breathing!"
Mr. Allen withdrew his palm, and the continuously emanating high-temperature airflow dissipated: "Flame Breathing is very interesting; it can instantly generate high temperatures to burn opponents."
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